Post-Eric
He'd not considered that Eric might've yelled back and had a brief moment of disorientation as he failed to wrap his head around what he'd do or feel in that situation. As much as Eric definitely didn't deserve to get yelled at, neither did Sefie, who was only looking out for him. "It could have gone worse, then," he decided, about the most neutral response he could come up with. He did frown, slightly, at the mention of Eric trying to be charming. (Again, why?) But maybe what Sefie saw as 'trying' to be charming was just the way Eric naturally was. "I am glad you didn't kick him into the lake. Genuinely." If he and Eric were going to be friends, it would really help if Eric and Sefie didn't hate each other. "So, if you only refrained on my account, thank you."
Under normal circumstances, Gael would've been more curious about the research Eric had wanted to do, whether it was something he could help with. Right now, the unanswered question of what Eric had wanted to talk to Sefie about was much louder in his mind. He wasn't sure he could just come right out and ask; Eric's promise of honesty didn't feel like it applied anymore (just another thing to regret losing). Maybe if they were texting anyway, though, it would come up. He glanced up almost guiltily at Sefie's comment about him being the first to get in touch. He'd said he'd wait a few weeks, and he knew texting as early as this was probably stupid. He was going to do it anyway, though. Another fact not to tell Sefie, who'd only try to talk him out of it, and probably be offended that he felt the need to apologise on her behalf. "Can't throw that dinner until I make more friends I'm not related to," he confirmed.